Forbidden fruit never tasted so good [MF]

Disclaimer: This is my first ever write up. Some details have been changed to make it more anonymous. There is some build up, so try to be patient. Enjoy!

I [31] have been a longtime lurker, imagining of a situation in which I may find something to write up about…that is until very recently. I was on a “boys” trip down south on the beach. It would be my first trip since COVID starting and other family obligations, one that I had been looking forward to for a while just to get away to warmer weather, take a break from work, etc.

In the weeks leading up to the trip, I had tried my best between work and other obligations to shed some COVID pounds at the gym in preparation. A little about me; I would say I’m an otherwise 5’10” fit dadbod, with very little salt and pepper grey with a full head of brown hair, never had a problem with women. For the longest time, I have been with one person, of which I am currently in a LTR with.

Meanwhile, we land at our destination ready to go. We hit the pool, but not before getting into the right state of mind with some drinks and a little THC. As in the city on the beach, the women look phenomenal, all different cultures, body types, styles, but we are talking mainly 9s and 10s. Our group meets two girls both from the east coast who say they are leaving the following day to go back home.

Our group hits it off with them, but I don’t mind either of them being in a relationship and don’t actively pursue them. That being said, I simply can’t ignore one of the girls. Sara was rocking a red and blue bikini, had blue eyes, with dark brown/black hair, with a wonderful smile. She was probably 5’8″-5’9″ and 21 years old. In the pool, you can faintly tell the outline of her left nipple piercing and her normal right nipple. The rest of her body was defined by a shapely ass, flat abs, and long legs with a Mediterranean-looking olive skin tone. The day goes on without incident…just more drinking and hanging out. After a shower and quick nap our group starts getting ready for the night.

As we’re pregaming for the night out (continuously drinking and smoking some more) I notice both the girls from the pool arrive now in their nighttime outfits. The girl I noticed from earlier is now wearing a short of strapless crop top with a denim skirt, again with some faint nipple/nipple piercing lines showing through, indicating no bra. Obviously everyone is interested and seems to be shooting their shot and failing. Both of us happen to be sitting down at the table, and we make some small talk and have a small vibe going. Between our age gap, I speculate she is the type with big aspirations and goals with a free spirit vibe, always looking for the next thing. The first girl I ever had a crush on was similar and I know that I have always been attracted to that, but had reconciled in the past I could not live with someone like that long term due to different life goals that are incompatible.

Fast forward to later in the night (after some more drinking; read very strong buzz/ drunk but still coherent) we walk to a local bar that now has a dance floor and switched to a night club. Everyone is having a great time, people not in our party included as well. Seems to be the amazing weather and ability to be out for once after 15 months of shutdowns puts people in the right mindset. At this point, I’m feeling myself and start losing inhibitions.

The details are very murky but our exchanges are much more flirtatious than before. We somehow end up dancing together. Meanwhile remind you, this whole time the tiny voice of reason in my head keeps trying to tell me to not do anything stupid.

“Why do you keep looking at me like that?” Sara says smiling while dancing under the music.

“Uhh, I don’t know, I just….just am thinking.” I say smirking back.

“Oh yeah? what about?”

“…just that in another time I would definitely make a move on you, I think you look great tonight” I say as a I take another drink.

“Well if you change your mind, here is my number,” winking as she grabs my phone and texts herself from it.

As we’re dancing and talking a little more, we move closer and I’m slowly moving my hands from her waist across her midriff and lower hips. She leans in to me and are lips brush for a moment. It’s like a spark of electricity between us and we sneak a couple moments of kissing between us. My heart is racing and I realize this is forbidden territory, but still can’t help that my biggest fantasy of all time is nearly happening. However that being said, I don’t want to make a public display of affection with people from our group around and we shortly split up and go our separate ways.

My group of guys starts to head back to our apartment. I eventually make it back to our shared condo where some of us are sleeping and only two others are up. Everyone is pretty intoxicated at this point and we have one more nightcap and joint before getting ready to call it a night. At this point I am aware that one of my friend’s did bring back Sara’s friend from earlier and are currently in one of the rooms. I think for a moment and decide out of courtesy (but not without a guilty second goal of re-initiating conversation) to let Sara know her friend is here and safe. Ten minutes later I get a text back that she is on the way.

Once I get another text that she is here and waiting downstairs I grab the cardkey and go down to bring her up. On the elevator ride down, I get this pit in my stomach mixed with giddy excitement and anxiousness knowing this is uncharted territory for me. We meet each other in the lobby and head up in the elevator.

“So what’s up?” I ask with a slightly drunken smile

She bites her bottom lip and and hides a smile, “Not much.” The sexual tension is as thick as can be. My heart is racing and I start feeling myself growing a chub.

The doors open and I again see the outline of her nipples and nipple ring in the cold AC. I can’t remember exactly how it happened but one us went in for a kiss and it was game over. All attempts to be a good SO were drastically defeated. I knew I had to have her at that moment.

I remember walking down the hall kissing, stumbling. I pull down her shirt and finally kiss her young perky B cup tits, first time experiencing a nipple ring. We keep kissing and walking down the hallway. I try to feel her ass and have a hard time with her denim skirt so make my way down the back inside of her skirt and grab a handful of ass. I can vaguely tell she is wearing a thong and it feels amazing. 

The still functioning part of brain was trying to figure out the best next step. I knew at this point I had crossed the line, but didn’t want anyone else to even have an idea of what I was going to do. That essentially meant the bedroom was off limits as the other guests would know what was up. We wonder down the hallway and finally end up in the fire exit stairwell of all places.

It is probably 3:00 AM and deadly quiet, far from the elevators and I think we have a decent amount of privacy. We continue making out more, slipping tongue between our kisses and go at each other at a feverish pace. I slide my hand back down and grab her ass while now slowly working my finger into her vagina. She starts getting wet quick.

We barely speak however both have the look of pure lust and as we continue exploring each other’s body’s. I feel her grab my rock hard dick by now. In between kisses and feeling up her body, I help unbuckle my pants and out comes my rock hard cock. She grabs it and squeezes as I fiercely kiss her back.

At this point we both know where this is going. I lift up her skirt and sweep aside her thong so her vagina is completely exposed. I finger her vagina, and gently rub her clit. She is getting very wet and looks super sexy. We try to make it work standing up on the wall but it’s just not happening. At this point. I pull down my pants to my knees and sit on the second step and she comes forward and mounts me. 

I can’t help but have this image engrained in my brain (hopefully forever) of Sara’s sexy 21 year old body with her crop top pulled down freeing both breasts, nipples hard and pointing towards me. Her skirt is pulled up and her shaved pussy is glistening from being soaking wet. She proceeds to move her toned legs to both sides and begins to mount me. 

Meanwhile, I’m literally as hard as I can be and while I don’t have the massive reddit cocks, I am probably average/just above average (6 in long, 6 in circumference). It takes a moment for her to adjust but because she is so wet already it doesn’t take longer than 30 seconds.

I’m not sure how long we fucked for, but in all reality it probably wasn’t that long. For me it felt like time itself slowed down and I was taking every second in to the max. It could’ve been due to the alcohol, weed, or the whole forbidden experience, but we continued for a little while. I do however vividly remember Sara enjoying herself rocking back and forth. As she becomes even more soaking wet, we both get into a good rhythm and it feels amazing. I’m grabbing her ass and slide a finger in her asshole and she grinds harder. In between pumps I kiss her tits a couple more times. We still have our lustful desperation but are smiling here and there letting each other know how much we enjoy it.

Eventually all good things come to an end. As she’s riding me, letting out small moans as my rock hard cock continues grinding deep into her pussy, I start to feel I’m about to bust. I ask her if she’s on the pill, and I don’t even know what she says in the moment, but I feel myself about to cum and pull out and semi-anticlimactically cum on my hand and some of my shirt. She feels inside her pussy to see if any was insider her and I hope none did. 

We’re both breathless and smiling like little kids. I can’t believe what I just did, but knowingly can’t deny how great it was. I could probably go again if we had more time and a proper bedroom but alas, such is life. We walk back down the hallway when I get a call from a friend asking where I’m at right as I walk in. 

No one else knows and as the girls get ready to leave, Sara sends me a text,

“So that was really hot”. 

I liked it but didn’t fully reply as the guilt of the whole situation is starting to sink in. I deleted her number from my phone so I never responded any further, but yes Sara, it was indeed hot as fuck.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/mvjvg8/forbidden_fruit_never_tasted_so_good_mf